Reflections on life and death with the passing of my Babcia

A few weeks before my grandma (Babcia) passed away, we were driving to my mom’s house. She was pretty disoriented and was complaining about the same thing over and over again, worrying because she needed money to bribe the guards, ahem, I mean caretakers, at the rehabilitation center she was at. She hated nursing homes,… Read more »

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